“You’re the worst.”
“I’m the best. Now let’s go dance… birthday girl.” I want to push her again but don’t as she drags me back to the dance floor.
I look around, feeling anxious like someone will look at me and know the debauchery I was just a part of. Maybe it’s the booze flowing, but no one seems to notice, except for Cash.
I can’t help but smile at him as he smirks while shaking his head at me.
The music blares and I realize this is the best birthday I’ve ever had. All the people I love are singing, dancing, and being drunken idiots. Giving this up might kill me, but it might be my only option. I just hope it doesn’t come down to that.
I feellike a piece of shit for missing Lily’s birthday party.
I’m a grown-ass man and I couldn’t pull it together for a few hours to be around her. If I’m being completely honest with myself, it’s not just about being around her. It’s about being nearhim.
The groan that leaves me is pathetic and self-deprecating as I grab the water on my nightstand, guzzling it down all in one go. While I might not have been at the party, I did my fair share of drinking with myself last night. It was truly pitiful, me alone in my ten-by-twelve foot room drinkin’ while I heard everyone else in the club having the time of their fuckin’ lives.
I should have left as soon as I got here. I should have known I couldn’t have stayed a part of this club with my father at thehelm. Now I’ve dug myself a hole so fuckin’ deep, I’m not sure I’ll be able to crawl my way out of this one.
I know too much; I feel too much, and truly, I just want this burden of knowledge off my chest. If I didn’t have Cash and Axel to confide in, I’m pretty sure I would have slunk away in the middle of the night. Even though I trust them, and truly view them as my brothers, I still haven’t told them everything I know.
The weight of this club is fuckin’ crushing me. But even if most of them are blind or ignorant to what’s happening right under their noses, I can’t help but feel like I’m the only one who can fix it. I sound like a pompous asshole, but it’s true. The preservation of this club is on my shoulders, and I’ve made the decision to make it my burden. I could have left so many times and I didn’t. I hate to admit that Lily is part of that, but rectifying what I know is going on here has become my biggest driving factor.
I grab my phone, wanting a moment of relief. Just one fuckin’ second where I’m not thinking about how to fix the club or how badly I want to fuck my stepsister. My thumbs automatically work together to pull up my favorite porn site and multiple pop-ups catch my attention.
They all boast how you can receive five free minutes to watch live Omega cam girls. After the five minutes is up, you can either pay to stay or you’re booted from the chat. I click on the first one, and as soon as I hear her over dramatic moans; I click out and go to the next one.
This girl’s face is out of the frame, but she’s wearing a white lace bra and thong set as she parts her legs. Her hands are shaky as she toys with the bra straps, pushing them down her shoulders. Her tits are small and perfect, and she shyly rubs her own nipples with her thumbs.
I lick my lips and pull my cock out. Her small actions are enough to get me hard as I stroke myself as she performs herslow seduction. My time is winding down, and I click the corner button to send the woman fifty dollars.
“Thank you,” she whispers, and a full-body shiver wracks my body when she speaks. Her voice is soft and light, but there’s a quality to it that seems familiar.
I send her another fifty and watch as her hands drag down to her cunt, where there is already a clear wet patch soaked into the white lace. You can see the outline of her pussy lips, and I groan to myself as my thoughts drift to Lily. I just know she’d have a pretty pussy just like this Omega.
The cam girl slides the wet underwear to the side and gives us a clear view of her cute cunt. Her slick creates a bright sheen against her fingers and thighs as she leisurely touches herself. One of her hands stays on her breast while the other slowly dips in and out of her. The noises of her pleasure are soft and fry something in my brain.
I can’t see the comments coming in, but she does, and she speaks.
“Once we hit my goal, I’ll use a toy,” she rasps, and my head tilts, really assessing the voice on the other side of the camera.
It’s then that I really look at the Omega touching herself… the sun-kissed skin, the long dark hair I can see flowing behind her, but what really fuckin’ does me in is the motherfucking patch quilt that’s getting covered with her slick. I spent a whole week above that quilt.
I’m not sure what I’m really upset about right now, that other people are watching this, or how badly I want what I’m seeing. I push it all to the side as unhinged anger takes over me.
I don’t think before I tuck my dick away and close the browser. I’m out the door quicker than I realize, my feet moving on their own taking me to my father’s house. I don’t even give a fuck if he’s home; I open the door like I still live there and take the stairs two at a time to Lily’s room.
When my hand grips the handle, and twists, I find it’s locked. I don’t fuck around with knocking, and instead, I simply ram the door with my shoulder, forcing it open. She yelps and attempts to cover herself. I blink rapidly a few times at her setup. The massive ring light at the end of her bed is like a spotlight on her body, and I growl.
She grabs her quilt in an attempt to cover herself as I take a few quick strides and grab her phone. I’m not thinking rationally as I throw the fuckin’ thing as hard as I can against the wall. Lily gasps and looks at me with wide brown eyes as I approach her with a finger in her face.
“What the fuck are you doin’, Lily?”
She blinks at me owlishly for a few minutes before she drops the quilt and crosses her arms across her chest.
“None of your fuckin’ business,” she retorts, as she glares at me.
“I’d say you putting your pussy on the internet for everyone to see is my fuckin’ business.”
Her eyes narrow at me, and she spreads her legs. My eyes have no choice but to look at her wet cunt as her small hand trails through her wetness.
